The massacre continued. The spear in Li Yuansheng's hand turned into the scythe of the Grim Reaper, mercilessly harvesting lives.
One Turkic barbarian after another fell to his spear.
Then, it was crushed to pieces by the iron hooves.
Today, he was going to slaughter the Turkic barbarians until their blood flowed like a river.
Blood for blood!
Nangong Feng's eyes were filled with shock.
The battle did not last long.
Other than a few scattered Turkic soldiers who had fled, the rest had been killed.
Blood flowed everywhere, and corpses littered the ground.
Li Yuansheng got off his horse and fell to the ground to rest. The heroic souls behind him did the same.
Tired!
After days of fighting, even if his body was made of iron, he was tired.
To fight three thousand miles, how heroic was this?
However, only those who had experienced it personally knew how difficult it was!
Li Yuansheng only felt waves of fatigue.
He knew that it was far from the time for him to rest. He could only temporarily enjoy the peace after the battle.
However, as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Iron Horse Ice River enter his dream.
In his dream, Li Yuansheng saw himself leading a troop of soldiers and horses across the plains.
The Turks had been killed to the point where no one was left behind.
He rode his horse and galloped, shooting eagles and bows, looking down on the world.
Li Yuansheng couldn't help but smile.
The world was so beautiful!
When he opened his eyes again, he saw a red sun in the sky, extremely dazzling.
The red sun was not in the west, but in the east.
Li Yuansheng couldn't help but laugh.
He thought that he would just close his eyes and rest for a while, but when he fell asleep in the evening and woke up, it was already the morning of the next day.
He stretched his waist.
It had been a long time since he had such a good sleep.
The tiredness of the past few days was swept away.
Now, Li Yuansheng wanted to go to the battlefield again to kill the Turks and take revenge.
The Heroic Souls behind him also woke up from their sleep and tidied up their leather armor and weapons, preparing for the next round of battle.
"Swoosh…"
Li Yuansheng suddenly heard the sound of footsteps.
Looking up, he saw Nangong Feng leading 800 men and walking over slowly.
These people had been guarding them from afar for the entire night in the wilderness. They did not dare to make any noise for fear of disturbing their dreams.
At this moment, they walked over when they saw Li Yuansheng and the others wake up.
These people stopped a few dozen steps away. Nangong Feng was the first to kneel down and bow.
"People of Bing Province, thank you for your life.”
The eight hundred men behind also knelt down.
"People of Bing Province, thank you for your life.”
"People of Bing Province, thank you for your life.”
The sound of gratitude echoed between heaven and earth.
A man does not shed tears easily, only because he has not yet reached the point of sadness.
The eyes of these young men in front of him were filled with tears.
The expression of gratitude was beyond words.
There was also a sense of pride mixed within this gratitude.
Among the Han people, who wouldn't be proud to have such a character and such a powerful army?
There was also a lot of admiration in his pride.
That's what a good man should do.
Many of them secretly swore that after they returned, they would join the army.
Protecting the country and killing the barbarians, just like this general, galloping on the battlefield, he would not let down his manhood.
Li Yuansheng nodded slightly in response.
"General, is there anything you need us to do?”
As soon as he said that, the eyes of the eight hundred men revealed traces of anticipation.
Yesterday's battle came too quickly and ended too quickly.
The eight hundred able-bodied men only watched from the side. Other than cheering, they did nothing else.
This made the eight hundred men feel deeply ashamed.
They were both men, so why was it that others could kill their enemies while he could only watch from the side?
They really hoped that they could be of some help…
Li Yuansheng understood what they were thinking.
"Go cut off the heads of all the Turkic barbarians and build a temple with their heads.”
"I want the Turkic barbarians to forever remember that this is the outcome of their invasion of the Great Tang.”
"Good!"
Nangong Feng replied loudly.
Li Yuansheng mounted his horse.
"May I know your name, General?"
Nangong Feng suddenly remembered this and asked.
"Li Yuansheng!"
As Li Yuansheng's voice fell, he had already galloped away.
Nangong Feng was slightly stunned.
It really was him!
Over the past few days, Nangong Feng had heard the name Li Yuansheng many times from the refugees.
Many commoners had been saved by Li Yuansheng from the Tu Jue's slaughter.
Don't raise Li Yuansheng!
Nangong Feng thought of this saying that had been circulating in Chang 'an and in the officialdom of the Tang Empire for a long time.
The most prodigal was Li Yuansheng!
Nangong Feng had even said this when he was teaching his son.
"It's the father's fault for not teaching his son. I definitely won't let you become that Li Yuansheng!”
Now, when he thought of this sentence again, Nangong Feng felt his cheeks burning.
"Rumors are harmful!"
Nangong Feng shook his head lightly.
"What do you mean by raising a son instead of Li Yuansheng?”
With a son like this, what else can I ask for?
Li Yuansheng used to be the representative of prodigals, but now, he had become a hero who saved the world.
Everything…
It was like a legend!
Nangong Feng looked at Li Yuansheng's back as he gradually left.
She only felt that he was like a divine dragon.
It was shrouded in a mysterious veil.
But with such a good son, how could the Turks destroy the Great Tang?
Thinking of this, Nangong Feng couldn't help but feel proud.
"In this life, I have no regrets about entering China. In the next life, the soul of the Great Tang will still exist!”
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